A Hug and a Kiss? (“Just Violated?”)
What WAS that? Sexual harassment? Or sexual assault?
Confusion was something that seemed to be definite.
Stuck in a moment.
You have probably had encounters that qualify under that definition, right?
Moments that you ask yourself, “What WAS that?”
“But all things should be done decently and in order.”
1 Corinthians 14:40
If confusion was present, it, more than likely was NOT “decent” or “in order.”
And what you experienced, being stuck IN that moment, was NOT your fault!
Our Father AND Our Shepherd Savior saw ALL of what happened!
Our Father has not stopped loving you; neither has Our Shepherd!
“For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities, nor things present nor things about to be, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of YWHW that is in (Yahshua HA-Mashiach) Christ Jesus our Lord.”
Romans 8:38-39
If there was any power imbalance you were stuck in, you were not to blame.
You did the best you could, to survive, and be safe, IN that moment.
Seek The Father, seek His Loving Healing and Acceptance of you right now.
What happened to you was NOT right.
But The Most High will make it right!
Accept His Loving and Involvement in your life right now!
(“Just Violated?” Book Excerpt)
“A Hug and a Kiss.”
Harmless, you say? Well, maybe you will change your mind when you discover who hugged and kissed me.
My college theatre professor.
Wait, I’m not done.
As a theatre major, I was involved in college productions. In this instance, I was the twenty-year-old Assistant Director of the Spring production…
My theatre professor was its director.
Let me set the scene, since I am so theatrically inclined.
I was standing in the lobby area of the theatre department, looking at the poster for the production.
My Professor/Director comes up behind me, engulfing me with a big bear hug. I froze.
What do I do? What do I say?
There was no one else roaming around the department at this point. An opportune time, I suppose.
He didn’t say a word. He was over six feet tall, to me, being a, then, five-foot four stature in height.
And even though I was overweight at the time, from the “Bulimia phase” of my eating disorder behaviors, I still felt overpowered, miniscule in his bear hug shadow.
He hugged me silently for probably two minutes.
And then, he kissed my neck.
What?
Now what am I supposed to do?
I looked around to see if other people were walking around the college campus. There must be somebody here. It was during afternoon classes. Where were the people?
But no one was there. Ghost town. Complete silence.
He kissed my neck, uncoiled his ruddy and hairy arms from me, and walked away…
What was it that I was born into? What was it that I endured?
What WAS I “a product of?”
Rape? Abuse? Violence?
(“Just”) Violation?
